Beans on toast…from my British cozy mysteries, “Beans on toast” is comfort food from a “tin” (can in American-speak): brown bread toasted and buttered with canned baked beans…not a thing wrong with that!

I think I might be the only one of my family that LOVES beans. My Papa might have, but I think they didn’t love him!

Beans and me – we do fine!

My beans on toast.

My own ciabatta.

My own baked beans.

My own cilantro-jalapeno-spring onion vinaigrette.

A dollop of sour cream and a leaf of cilanto: beans on toast!

The bean mix is Rancho Gordo’s: Brown Tepary, White Cassoulet and Christmas Lima beans.

The sauce is a very slight modification to Homesick Texan’s Barbequed Black eyed peas recipe: White Balsamic in place of the Worcestershire, the addition of smoked paprika.

The cilantro-jalapeno-spring onion vinaigrette that I am currently drizzling on almost everything!

May I have an AMEN?!!!

Simple fare. Elevated a bit. Good stuff.

Other news.

Mr. Bob.

We had a Friday ear check and are trying an injectable drug over the weekend with some research/consult, etc. to happen on Monday and then a decision on the next step.

The very good news is that Bob continues to eat and drink VERY well – with normal output from the intake! He is wanting to be with Bear and I normally. Both ear drums are intact. BUT…left ear continues to be the nemesis. RATS.

We’ll see what Monday conversations turn up.

Meanwhile, we enjoy life…

Mr. Bear…mouse and vole hunting – under gray and cool skies.

Happy hunting Bear!